one of the best things about living in Far, Far Away is that my children get to experience real life stuff. I mean real. life. stuff. Today, Kirby and CR drove up on a momma cow having her calf. They saw the calf actually being born. Growing up, my dad's cows would always go far off into the woods (or forest as Kirby calls it) to have their calves and we would see them the next day. Well here, when you don't live where there are forests in your pastures, the mommas have their babies where all the world can see. And what an amazing thing to witness. Kirby was besides herself - we had been waiting all week because we knew she was past due. She ran in the house exclaiming, "Mommy. mommy!!! Pattycake had her baby calf … its so cute and little." About twenty minutes later CR took Patton and Kirby back out there to check on momma and baby ….
So here is the neat story behind the momma (Pattycake): Pattycake is the daughter of Patricia, Patricia is the daughter of Suzy - Q and Suzy-Q was raised by one of the neatest young men I have ever known. His name was Patrick and he was the brother of one of my dearest high school friends. Patrick passed away in a very tragic accident shortly after showing Suzy Q. My dad had bought Suzy Q that year in the replacement heifer sale, so she was part of our heard. When Suzy Q had her first baby I knew I wanted to raise it … I knew it wouldn't be that great of a calf because Daddy bred her to a small Hereford bull to produce a small first time calf. I did not care how I did … I wanted to raise her in honor of Patrick. So I named her Patricia. Patricia didn't blow the judge out of the water at the show, but she showed well and we did our job. And she was one of the best stinkin' momma cows daddy ever had. So when she had Pattycake (gotta keep the name Pat in the line so we remember) CR and I decided to get her and take her to our home to raise college babies … whatever calves come from her and one of my other show calves blood line, goes to the kids college funds in some way or another. This little squirt is a bull calf, so to fill you in on how cattle-ranching operates, he will probably end up going to the sale barn when he is old enough … either to go be a bull for someone else or …. let's go with he will be a bull for someone else.
No matter how much I fight loving living here, I love it and know this is right where we are called to be. Thank you Lord for giving me an obedient, submissive heart, even when my head wants to be as stubborn as a Brahman bull.
"Submit yourselves therefore to God." James 4:7
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